Chapter 230
Chapter 230
He pries the keys out of my hand. “I will drive.”
I give in and let him take them. While I slip my feet into some wedges, he asks me where I want to go.
“Just drive.” I mutter and follow him out the front door.
He doesn’t speak as he winds the car through some back roads. He lets my thoughts run wild. Waiting for me to take the lead.
I’m not even sure how far we have travelled when he pulls the car in under some trees, but I could see the sun appearing in the distance.
“Drive!”
“I’ve been driving for hours. We will need fuel if I keep it up.” He mutters.
It was now or never.
“I have spent my life searching for my half sister. To right the wrong that happened to me and my mother. She was impossible to find until recently. All I had to go on was a name and when our kind are hidden from the world, do you know how hard that is?”
He keeps his mouth closed but watches me carefully.
“I developed the desire to kill when I was a teenager and I was damn fucking good at it. It comes naturally. People paid me to get rid of problems. A handy way of earning money while doing the thing I loved at the same time. Do you know how rare that is? Of course you don’t, I’m sure big brother had enough money to get you anything you wanted.”
It was a bad dig, and I knew it was because I was so angry.
“Did Damien ever mention being evil?”
He shakes his head “Honestly, I didn’t spend that much time with him.”
“Shifting and killing does something to Lycans.” I shake my head. “It turns us into even worse monsters than what we already are and sometimes, there is no stopping it.” I sigh. I had never told anyone that before and it was so mentally draining to even think about it.
“You came back from being a monster.” His dark eyes linger on mine
“And one day, I could lose that battle all over again.” He might as well hear the truth now he was learning my secrets.
“How long has it been?”
“Four years.”
“And you still think it’s a possibility?”
I nod, watching the sun rise over the hills.
“Why?”
My eyes flash to his. “What do you mean ‘why’?”
“Why is there still a chance that you will go back to that life? Surely if you don’t want it, then you just don’t go back to it.”
“If only it was that simple. The only way I can think of explaining it is that it has a hold on you. Lycans were not designed to live like humans or even Wolves. We were designed to keep the
population under control.”
“Numbers of humans keep growing and are slowly destroying the world so we knock them back down. Though some Rogues go too far.” I add
“You are talking about that town that I told you where Salem was from.”
I nod. “They should have moved on. Their mistake.”
“You’ve never spoken about it have you? You’ve kept that all to yourself for years.”
“If you haven’t noticed, it’s not like I have friends, is it?”
He pulls the lever and slides the drivers seat back as far as it can go. He reaches over and unclips my belt. Grabbing hold of me, he pulls me onto his lap and grabs my face, pulling it close to his. “You have me.”
His lips hit mine with a new force. Rough and messy as his tongue forces my lips apart.
I had given him the worst news about me and yet he hadn’t flinched or backed away. He let me get everything out without pushing too much for more information.
Twisting my body around until I’m straddling his thighs. I lock my arms around his neck, and kiss him back as ferociously as he kisses me.
He understood me far more than anyone else had. I had let him in deeper than anyone else.
I pull back from him. My chest rises and falls as I stare at him. Maybe he is my salvation.
“Okay.” I whisper. I tip my head back, letting him have access to my neck. “Do it.”